Vulnerable

I don't like being vulnerable.

Letting you in only so you can destroy me.

You act so perfect...

So kind...

How do I know if I can trust you?

If you won't leave me in the end...

If only what my heart was telling me was true.

Thi seems like a dream

But may eventually turn into a nightmare.

This poem is about: 
Me

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